Mine
Alex and Logan were lying in each other's arms, naked and breathless from recent activities. Logan had one of Alex's hands captured by his own and resting on his chest. He was massaging circles lazily into the knuckles of her left hand as she breathed sleepily on his pecs. All of a sudden Logan had a thought. He'd been having this thought for a while now but he didn't know how to express himself without coming off as a creep. He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it. Earning himself a quiet giggle from Alex. He continued to rub her knuckles but his fingers moved slowly to the place on her ring finger where a ring would settle. After kissing that spot, never taking his eyes off of it, he whispered, "Reserve this for me." Alex jostled her body so that she was mostly on top of him, her blue eyes curious. He almost gulped, afraid he would say the wrong thing. "This spot is mine -" he knew what she would say the moment she cut him off. "All of me is yours." she smirked as if the statement didn't mean as much as it did. He smiled at her, "I know Al, it's just, if something goes wrong..." again like Amy. He added mentally. "I want you to remember that this spot is mine. None of that promise ring crap because its been promised for years." Alex had tears in her eyes, which would have scared Logan if not for the smile on her face. Her simple expression wasn't seductive or annoyed, it was however, filled with joy and love. She had been left speechless by his speech, "Okay," she decided, "As long as you reserve a couple of spots of you for me." she looked him dead on. "Which parts?" he smiled knowingly. Alex straddled him and his body, if not his brain, reacted instantly. "I'll show you." she stated before capturing his lips with her own in a fearsome kiss. It made him fear how he would cope without her, worry about other men looking at her and above all, created this unrealistic phobia that convinced him he wasn't good enough. By the end of round six however, Alex had rid him of his fears and any other thought bar 'yes' and had claimed his entire body as hers, whether he liked it or not. But of course he liked it, he had tried to say, to which she replied seductively, "Prove it." Thus initiating a torturous round seven, but they had stopped counting a long time ago.